Follow me into a dream
Where the gardens lay untained
Sing for me a sweet melody
For the souls who lay unpainted
Grope the darkness in shy light
To show off tidy marks of scars
Hold the light in bold darkness
To show off the very being of the stars
Escape with me from a dream
Where the gardens lay untained
Sing for me misguided symphony
For the souls who lay unpainted













Comments
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Better to die on your feet than live on your knees
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Better to die on your feet than live on your knees
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Better to die on your feet than live on your knees
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Better to die on your feet than live on your knees
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"Thrice to thine and thrice to mine; and thrice again to make up nine"
- Macbeth
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